Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I knew when I went out this afternoon that time was going to be short yet again (this was about an hour). The clouds were rolling in, the wind picking up, and the temperature dropping. While painting it had dropped through the lower 50's into the upper 40's. But cold hands and feet were nothing compared to the pre-painting party I had.
When searching out a spot on this particular piece of land (of which I have permission to roam freely), I decided to go into the pasture where the cattle feed most of the time. It looked deep in mud, but there might be a dry spot to paint another old house. Instead of going through the gate I looked at the barbed wire fence and saw it was nailed to the tree which meant no electricity. Well, somebody check my glasses for me please...I had lifted the strand above me with my right hand and was straddling the lower strand, when I pushed down on that one with my left hand... ZAP! I hit the ground hard on my right knee, while feeling like something just bit the fire out of my left arm. Too bad nobody was there to take a pic, I'll bet it was pretty funny to see.
By the way, that fence is hot. So be careful.
This plein air piece is 9" x 12" on mounted canvas, palette knife.